This is the journey of a victim of felony fraud and embezzlement left homeless by builder, Robert M. Huckins who was given 27 years in jail,suspended,on the proviso he return $82,200, in $114 per week payments. Sometimes sad, sometimes pensive, sometimes with sarcastic humor, it chronicles the apathy within the New Mexico Judicial system and New Mexico State Government towards victims of white collar crime and the sheer audacity of the criminals who believe that the world owes them something.

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Prisoner Of Crime

It had snowed only a little during the night but it was so cold. I took the dogs outside at 5 am and the ice looked like silver trimmings against the darkness. I was so exhausted yesterday I fell asleep early and ~ thankfully~ the dogs allowed me to sleep. Last night was the very first time I have gone into a deep sleep in weeks. I really needed it. staying up all night may be fine when you are young, but at my age it's a killer.Follow @DeniseBundy

Even after 9.30 am I was so cold I could barely move my fingers, and my feet were frozen. This type of damp cold goes right to the bone. I had to be in Capitan fairly early but I kept dragging my feet ~ even knowing that the truck was the warmest place I could be.

I was covered in mud, the truck was covered in mud, inside and out. I didn't have a blanket, or sheet, or pair of jeans, or one iota of clothing that isn't covered in mud. I looked at my hands and sighed. Homeless doesn't come in "clean." It comes in various degree's of dirty... but it's never "clean."This is the price of crime, and we seem to be the ones that has to pay it..not the criminal.

The temperature had risen by the time I got to Capitan and it was simply beautiful by the time I reached Nogal. In the lower 50's but sunny and clear. Jan gave me an old microwave that the posse had used and I was thrilled to bit to be able to have....

Hot coffee......I had two cans of soup that I could not heat after the microwave broke, and for the first time in a month I had a warm lunch.

Sadly, as soon as I used the microwave it blew out the electric circuit in the shed.

If this degree of homelessness is happening across the nation how did the judicial system expect me to recover from a criminal who has hidden our building fund and refuses to tell anyone where it is? Or isn't that relevant? I keep asking them, yet they refuse to respond. That won't top me from keeping asking for their intervention. All I have left.. is time.

See him cuddled in the shadows Sleepin' on his cardboard bed Using rags for a pillow Where he lays his unwashed head His blanket's old newspaper Not much good against the snow See so many like him out there When you walk the night patrol When you walk the night patrol Oh, you wonder where he came from Where he's gonna go Was it a woman or a bottle? That's brought him down so low What's happened to his family? Do they know he's out here in the cold? He's just a nameless soldier Marching on the night patrol Marching on the night patrol Like that girl on the corner She can't be more than seventeen She's run away from somewhere Taking nothing but her dreams Now those dreams are lying shattered As the street exacts its toll And she's just another victim Lost out on the night patrol Oh, you could ask me why I'm out here Where do I fit into the scene? Now I'm drawing unemployment Got replaced by a machine And I'm tortured by my bad habits Sometimes, I lose this struggle to control And the street has its attractions When you walk the night patrol When you walk the night patrol

As I look across the nation my heart simply bleeds with anguish. Each person who doesn't have a home is a valuable human being, and there is only one guarantee. And that is ~ God is watching.

There has to be someone related to Robert & Sylve Huckins must have some means to reach them, if it be Michael Huckins, Dr.Kenneth Ogilvie ( Diana Huckins? Dominic Huckins? Malcolm Huckins? ) or Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins and get them to return ALL of the money they stole from us so that I can buy a home and get our lives back. I am begging anyone in this family for help.I don't believe I have EVER witnessed any none violent crime that can be as devastating as stealing someone's home. I am walking in Dorothy McKeevers footsteps, day by day, month by month, year by year.

Liam Griffin, I sat in your law office with two witnesses as you gave me your promise, your guarantee, that our money would be returned before harm came to us.Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins you were present the day I signed contract with your son. You walked out of the kitchen with Sylve Huckins and your son introduced me to you. He told you that I was the British horse trainer he had told you about, the one he was going to build thehome and barn for. Why didn't you say something? There may be a rational and reasonable explanation but I have spent over 3 years, homeless, not understanding it. I understand it even less knowing that though I was a total stranger, both Dorothy McKeeverand Sally Canning you KNEW, and you knew what your son had done to them and others.

Dr. Kenneth Ogilvie, I contacted you and simply asked for a reference, not knowing that Robert Huckins was your cousin. Robert Huckins had just stolen over $30,000 from the domestic violence shelter, HEAL, yet everyone was trying to hide it. There was a history of stealing large amounts of money. $65,000 PLUS from Nancy Canning. $89,000 PLUS from Dorothy McKeever, $45,000 from Francis McKinney. The list just goes on and on and on.Because of Robert Huckins I ended up paying $140,000 to be homeless.. sat in the cold, emotionally, physically and financially broke. In the middle of a recession, with no way to recover the stolen funds.